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  • Being 20 is mostly a huge ruse.

    I remember as a kid, looking up to 20 year olds and thinking, wow, what a grown-up! A 20 year old has completely left childhood behind, and it's so crazy that they're now living in that different and mysterious world of adults. Some day I'll have completed the transformation, the metamorphosis, into this breed of new and reformed person that occupies that adult world.

    And why is that? Because by the time we're 20, that's how we make ourselves seem around younger kids, the kids who a decade ago were us. We talk about our degree programs and our career paths and classes and our relationships and our finances and, god forbid, religion and politics.

    But in reality, now that I'm 20, and live in the sea of 19-23 year olds that is college, you know what? Being 20 is still being a kid. 20 year olds sleep in, 20 year olds miss classes and forget homework assignments, 20 year olds make flash cards, and 20 year olds are the class clowns that shout out funny things in class and 20 year olds are the shyer kids who look on and laugh quietly. 20 year olds struggle to fit in with different friend groups, 20 year olds have cute relationships and devastating breakups. 20 year olds can't wait to finish their dinner so they can go get that big bowl of ice cream, 20 year olds can't wait to rush home and watch their favorite TV show, and 20 year olds run around in groups together laughing and giggling.

    I'm not sure why we as a culture persuade younger kids that 20 year olds are such complete, polished, upstanding adults, when really we're not much different than we were ten years ago. Is it the subconscious feeling that we should be that way? Is it just trying to fit in with what we were told was going to be our future? What ever made us believe that silliness? My young self would be proud to know that even the big bad 20 year olds haven't lost the sense of fun, the sense of wonder, the childish behavior, the inside jokes.

    Being 20 years old, in hindsight, is all a big ruse. And I love it.
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